Memorials to Fallen K-9s
2003
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In Loving Memory
of
K-9
BARRY
April
19, 2003
Partner: Officer Bill
Pyles
Kodiak
Police Dept.
AK
217
Mill Bay Rd,
Kodiak,
Alaska 99615
907.486.8000
• Fax 907.486.8023
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Barry,
a canine who worked with officer Bill Pyles of the Kodiak Police Department,
is shown in the 1990s. Barry died April 19 from a burst tumor. The pair
performed drug investigations together for seven years in the mid 1990s.
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On
patrol in his Ford Explorer, Kodiak police officer Bill Pyles still looks
over his shoulder at the empty seat behind him. It's an old habit. For
seven years, Pyles was part of the Kodiak Police Department's only K-9
team, specializing in narcotics enforcement. The team busted a lot of drugs
in their
time. But all that came to an end last month when Pyles' partner, police
dog Barry, unexpectedly died.
"It
was a sad time," Pyles said, "because a lot of the (police officers) here
today had been around Barry for a long period of time." Since then, Pyles
has been patrolling solo on his 4 p.m.-to-midnight shift. During
his shift one recent Saturday evening, Pyles talked about Barry. For five
years Pyles, 43, was a member of Kodiak's Drug Enforcement Unit, created
to crack down on a narcotics problem that peaked on the island in he mid-1990s.
That job teamed him up with Barry, a Belgian Malinois. The reed is reminiscent
of a German shepherd. Barry was born and initially trained in Belgium.
The dog was later bought by Adlerhorst International Police Dog Handler
School in Riverside, CA. When Kodiak police decided they wanted a
narcotics dog in 1996, they sent Pyles and state trooper Kurt Ludwig, an
experienced dog handler, to riverside. After three days of looking over
the selection, they bought Barry for $2,600 with money raised by the local
Elks club. A month long narcotics training course ensued. Barry learned
how to smell hem all -- marijuana, cocaine, heroin, meth amphetamines --
and in a variety f locations and quantities. After training in California,
Barry and Pyles
trained
more at a troopers facility in Palmer to earn the state certification required
for the dog's work to be accepted by Alaska courts. Finally, the two were
ready to go to work. "Cocaine and marijuana. Cocaine was huge and probably
still is.
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There
was ust a lot of cocaine coming in here," Pyles said. "Boat, plane, post
office, UPS, Fed-Ex, you name it."
Pyles
remembered an early bust with Barry. "They called Barry and I in there
to search this apartment. Immediately I
knew
(the dog) was on odor by what he was doing." Barry started to scratch the
wall with his head, pointing at a potted plant ranging from the ceiling.
Buried in the pot, police found cocaine and marijuana. One of Barry's biggest
busts included a couple of pounds of marijuana, six ounces of cocaine and
a couple of ounces of meth amphetamine. Barry turned out to be a public
relations tool for KPD as well, putting on
demonstrations
for kids or organizations. "We did a lot of demonstrations for the elementary's,
showing the kids what
Barry
does and how he does it," Pyles says. "We spent a lot of time doing a ot
of demonstrations when we weren't on the road working. "That was one thing
Barry really enjoyed. He loved being around people. He as really a people
dog. I could take him into any of the schools and you'd have 20 or 30 kids
in there and it wouldn't faze him. I had kids pulling on
him,
leaning on him, poking him. He just loved kids. He never got aggressive."
Though the dog was trained to be aggressive when needed, most times the
gnarl and bared teeth aren't necessary. Pyles says police dog handlers
everywhere agree that sometimes just having a dog on scene makes the
situation
calmer. "I know there were a few times where we went to a bar fight and
the (car) window would be open," with Barry's head sticking out, Pyles
says. "You would hear guys make comments like, 'Watch it, there's a cop
dog there.' And guys would say to me, 'You're not going to let your dog
out on me, are you?' During his drug busting days, Barry carried out 180
narcotics searches. He found drugs 42 times and found drug paraphernalia
numerous other times. After five years in the drug unit, Pyles asked that
the partners move to patrol so he could spend more time with his family.
The department approved, with the agreement that the team would always
be on call for any searches that came up. On April 19, the duo's patrol
shift went smoothly. Pyles even took Barry out for exercise, which he usually
did about twice per shift. "I had him at one of the parks and was throwing
sticks," Pyles said. "He was going full speed ahead." Then the two went
home. But Barry couldn't get out of the car, Pyles said. "When I opened
up the door, I knew immediately something was wrong. He stood up and his
front legs started shaking. Then he fell back." Pyles checked Barry's heart
rate and could tell the dog's breathing was labored. He shut the door,
ran into his house and called the vet. "The vet told me to bring him in
right away." An hour later, Barry was dead.
"When
the vet told me he was gone, I didn't want to believe it. He just went
so fast." The vet "was going to have to open him up to find out what had
happened, "Pyles said. "I didn't want to see that. So I went home. My wife
and I just
sat
there." Half an hour later, the vet called. Barry died when a tumor in
his spleen exploded. A liter of blood had spilled into his body, and Barry
died from internal bleeding.
Pyles
didn't see it coming. That's what frustrates him the most. "Right after
it happened, there were so many times I would look back and not see him
there (in the back seat), and it would scare me because he was always there,"
Pyles said.
"Maybe
I just haven't accepted it yet or it's taking me a long time. Seven years
constantly seeing him there and seeing him with his head sticking out the
window."
notified
by Jim Cortina, Dir. CPWDA
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In Loving Memory
of
K-9
TOI #14
May
30, 2003
Partner: Michael
Walker
Irvington
Police Department NJ
1 Civic
Square, Irvington, NJ 07111
Main
Number 973-399-6600
A POLICE
DOG'S PRAYER
Oh almighty
God,
whose
great power and eternal
wisdom
embraces the universe,
watch
over my handler while I sleep.
Protect
my handler from harm
while
I am unable to do so.
I pray,
help keep our streets and homes
safe
while my handler and I rest.
I ask
for your loving care because
my handler's
duty is dangerous.
Grant
my handler your unending strength
and
courage in our daily assignments.
Dear
God,
protect
my brave handler,
grant
your almighty protection,
unite
my handler safely with the family
after
the tour of duty has ended.
I ask
nothing for myself.
Amen
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This
poem really touched both of our hearts and it also brings back a lot of
memories about the good times we've had and the joy that he brought to
our family. The crying part I do that everyday and I get the strength from
thinking of the joy and protection that he brought.
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..UPDATE
My new
partner name is Diamond, my girls named her .
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K-9
Toi was not just a friend he was a great partner. He was better than having
a human one. Once training was completed we both hit the streets of Irvington,
where head had (87), k-9 apprehensions out of 11 1/2 years in service.
There has been times where I shouldn't have made it home but thanks to
my partner Toi and GOD we both came home safe. Every time when I got dressed
for work Toi would start running from room to room before I say to him,
'Are you ready to go to work,' and he would then run pass you and just
about knock you down to get out the door. At this time I would place his
collar around his neck and open the front door so we could go to work.
I remember when responding to jobs and I activate the lights and siren,
Toi would stand in the middle of the car and start howling until the sirens
were turned off. He knew his car #, and once we were dispatched he would
bark as
if he
knew what was being said. Toi knew the difference when he was at work and
not. When home Toi stayed under my wife (Gail), more then he did me. She
would have to step over him while she was cooking. He would look up at
her as if to say, 'am I in your way." She would tell him to move and he
would go to the middle of the kitchen. He was excellent with our kids.
When our son was little he use's to grab Toi's tail
and
slide while Toi walked. Our twin girls would try to dress him up by putting
sunglasses and hats on him and he would just stand there and let them do
what ever. About a year ago Toi began having problems with his hips which
the vet gave
him
medication to help with the pain. Once on the medication he was able to
still do his work. But towards the last five months Toi began to get worst.
Toi loved doing his job and pleasing me, and I loved him. After a while
the medication seemed like it was not helping him any more. So I began
to give him Buffrin to help the pain. On May 27, 2003, Toi could not make
it up the stairs and I looked at him and I knew that it was getting near
for my friend. Toi began to struggle very bad to stand to his feet I then
knew that he was ready to go home. This feeling was the worst I ever felt.
He then placed his head on the ground and I walked away because I could
not see my friend my partner in that condition. Before laying him to rest
on May 30, 2003, to remember my partner I got the Police car that he last
road in and took some pictures of him laying next to it so that we could
remember our friend as the 'Big Dawg' that he was. Once he was laid to
rest he would be cremated and his ashes would be brought back home.
I thank GOD for the partner/friend that he blessed me with for so long.
Now he's continuing his job with GOD where we will meet again someday.
Farewell my friend, we love you. Your partner, your friend. K-9 Off.
M. Walker, IPD
notified
with the help of John Gillespie
scards
mailed 6/5/03
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